There are some forbidden drugs recorded in the Danfang, and the most described is a highly toxic poison called 'shading'.

It is said that those who are affected by this poison live in darkness all their lives, and when they come into contact with sunlight, they will turn into ashes and disappear.

The viciousness of this medicine is the most torturous. This senior studied for a hundred years before he developed an elixir to restrain the sun, and named it Zhuohua.

But Zhuohua cannot be completely detoxified, and the price of using Zhuohua is even more unaffordable.

Seeing this, Rong Xian was a little surprised, she didn't expect the world to be so big, and there were all kinds of strange things.

She continued to look through it, and found that second only to the shade was a poison called 'Shengge', which is the so-called Night Shengge, which is not a serious poison-medicine.

Rong Xian flipped it down with a little interest, and just as she was enjoying it, a streamer crossed the sky.

Rong Xian's eyes lit up, Tsinghua is back!

She took care of herself and walked quickly towards the Zhuoqing Pavilion.

Before I got to the place, I saw the senior brother who came in a hurry.

"Senior brother. Rong Xian shouted.

Yang Ming frowned, and his footsteps stopped in front of her: "Little junior sister, your injuries haven't healed yet, why did you get out of bed and walk around?"

Rong Xian's eyebrows were crooked, and she said with an admiring expression: "I saw that the master is back, and I want to see the master." "To go down the mountain, she still needs the approval of the master, and she has to ask the master to resign.

Yang Ming couldn't help but smile, in the entire Xuanhua Mountain, the little junior sister cares about the master the most, and every time the master comes back, she is more anxious than anyone else: "I knew you would be like this, let's go, the master also asked me to find you." ”

Rong Xian nodded again and again, and followed him to Zhuoqing Pavilion.

The residence of Tsinghua Zhenren is like his man, pure and majestic, and the sword aura is wide.

The two of them came to the door and saluted respectfully: "Master." ”

Qinghua's voice came from inside, with a hint of awe-inspiring sword aura: "Come in." ”

After Rong Xian walked in, she found that Qinghua was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and in front of him was a huge alchemy furnace, and the flames in the furnace were burning wantonly.

Tsinghua Zhenren is not only superb in swordsmanship, but also strong in alchemy.

Rong Xian and Yang Ming stood aside and didn't speak until the furnace of elixir flew out.

Tsinghua Zhenren swept away with a sword qi and put the two pills into the medicine bottle.

He turned around and just wanted to hand the medicine bottle to Rong Xian, his eyes touched her cheek, his gaze was slightly condensed, and he looked at Yang Ming on the side, and the meaning of inquiry was very obvious.

In the days when he was away, the elders dealt with the affairs of the sect, and the two disciples were handed over to the care of the eldest apprentice, but when he came back, he found that the little apprentice seemed to be injured, and Qinghua Zhenren was a little uneasy: "Xian'er looks like she is lacking in blood, what happened?"

Yang Ming immediately replied: "Back to the master, the second junior sister taught the little junior sister to learn the sword on a whim, but unexpectedly injured the little junior sister, and the disciple had already punished her for thinking about it in the back mountain." ”

Qinghua frowned: "Sixin is really nonsense." ”

He looked at Rong Xian and said with concern: "Is there a big problem with Xian'er?"

Rong Xian replied obediently: "It's already fine, Master Lao and Senior Brother are worried." ”

Qinghua handed the medicine bottle to Rong Xian, and when she saw that she had accepted it, she said: "This is the Seven Pins Lotus of the Yunhai Iceberg, and the teacher will refine it with other medicinal materials into two pills, which can repair the broken meridians in your body." ”

A trace of surprise flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, she didn't expect Tsinghua Zhenren to be so good to her.

Qipinlian is a good thing, it can not only heal wounds, but also ignore the level gap, and improve the strength of a realm for the monk without any side effects, I didn't expect such a precious thing to be given to me without blinking an eye.

"Thank you, Master. After Rong Xian took it very gratefully, the master did not have any selfish intentions towards her, and she treated the master with sincerity.

Qinghua looked at her appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and motioned for Yang Ming to leave, and then said, "What do you want to say?"

Rong Xian knelt on one knee and said with an extremely sincere expression: "Master, the disciple wants to go down the mountain." ”

Qinghua's eyes flashed with sharp sword aura, and he said in a deep voice: "Is it because of your second senior sister? ”

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's still the master who understands the disciple, and the senior sister and the disciple are just joking, how can they run away in a bad mood because of this." ”

It seems that because she has a goal, her gentle phoenix eyes also carry a perseverance that she doesn't usually have: "These days of recuperation, the disciple has been reading medical books, and found that the medical Tao is broad and profound, and it can save people from pain, so the disciple wants to go down the mountain to practice medicine." ”

"Have you thought about it? Practicing medicine to save people is not child's play, once there is a mistake, what is lost is a human life. Tsinghua said.

Rong Xian nodded, her tone extremely firm: "Yes, the disciple has already thought about it." ”

After a pause, she said softly: "The healer has no desires and no desires, has a heart of great compassion, calms his mind, saves the suffering of all souls, and worries about the world. Master, disciple wants to be such a person. ”

A hint of relief flashed in Qinghua's eyes, and his little disciple finally found his own way: "Since it has been decided, let's do it, don't be afraid of anything, there is the entire Xuanhua Mountain behind you." ”

Rong Xian's face was happy: "Thank you, Master." ”

After dealing with the affairs of the sect, Tsinghua did not stay long and left in a hurry, I heard that there is a flower on the cliff of Lengshen Peak, which is a section that grows for a thousand years, and a leaf for five hundred years, and when it grows enough for nine sections, it will only bloom a flower after nine leaves, and this flower can make people reborn with broken limbs, reborn, and reshape the fairy root.

His purpose this time was this flower, and when he found this flower, the little apprentice would be able to start cultivating, and he didn't have to worry about decades later, his black hair would be the same as before, and the apprentice would be drooping old.

Tsinghua left without saying hello, and Rong Xian didn't want to waste time staying here.

She took out the Seven Pins Lotus Pill and ate one, and found that it did have a miraculous effect on the muscles and veins, so she carefully accepted it.

She understands her injuries, they are not as serious as Qinghua seems, the huge vitality in the wood spirit bead can make her recover in an instant, and she has not healed but is just a drag of karma.

Looking at the disciple's robe next to the bed, Rong Xian hesitated for a moment, then took out a white dress from the space and put it on her body.

The white dress is outlined with golden silk threads like strings of bell-like flowers, which is elegant and noble, which makes people feel good.

Taking care of herself, she put away all the medical classics and bamboo slips, left a note, and left Xuanhua Mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Rong Xian looked back at the misty place, a place where she had stayed for five years, there were masters and brothers who loved her, and senior sisters who were jealous of her.

Man, there is always endless tolerance in the face of weak, non-threatening things.

The corners of Rong Xian's lips hooked a shallow arc, which was obviously gentle and pure, but it made people feel a chill. But the chill was fleeting, and the next moment, she seemed to be shrouded in sunlight, warm and soft, like spring breeze and rain.

Reaching out, the medicine box that Caiyi had given her before was carried on her back.

"Little girl, why are you here alone? Do you want to find the immortal master?" A woodcutter carrying firewood saw Rong Xian from a distance, and asked curiously.

This is at the foot of Xuanhua Mountain, and the woodcutter often meets young people who come to ask for immortals, so he asks this question.